Classic poem of the day
Her baby brother laughed last night,
The blind child asked her mother why;
It was the light that caught his eye.
Would she might laugh to see that light!
The presence of a stiffened corse
Is sad enough; but, to my mind,
The presence of a child that's blind,
In a green garden, is far worse.
She felt my cloth — for worldly place;
She felt my face — if I was good;
My face lost more than half its blood,
For fea......
Member poem of the day
She is a soldier,
a warrior in the quiet moments,
fighting battles not of her choosing,
but of necessity,
holding the weight of the world
on her shoulders,
so that we, her daughters,
might walk a little lighter.
A mother and a father,
she wears both roles with quiet grace,
never asking for applause,
never seeking praise,
she simply does.
She is the artist,
painting our lives with love,
with lessons learned through fi...
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